The Wind

//The Wind

The Wind

You ask me why I can’t believing you
You ask me why my dream  has empty
Just like bird without song
I wish any word turn to bird wings
If I could reach the second sky…
Those  space become my body…

Reef:
Will you find my wind
Will you talk to windows
Will it be right
Will you fly

You ask me why I can’t believing you
You ask me why my dream  has empty
Most of the wind I have seen was blind
I couldn’t tell you the reason why
I just have to talk to the windows
To find ,what is inside
“Back to reef”
Now I believe you

Cakranegara   November 2007
Mantra

2016-04-24T06:09:03+00:00